Letter from Ralph Waldo Emerson to Arthur Hugh Clough
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Concord 5 September 1858. My dear Clough, A very dear & honored friend of mine, Miss Elizabeth Hoar, goes to spend her year in Europe. This custom of my country- men is rarely so much honored as by this act of my friend. Who now will stay at home, when She has given them leave to go? [page break] We do not often send you a traveller who has so much penetration, or correct taste, or so much goodness, and I am naturally am- bitious that she should see the best. You must give her any advice that occurs to you for her better direction, in the short time that she stays in London. Miss [page break] Hoar is well acquainted with some of your old friends here, with Mrs. Lowell & Miss Sturgis (Mrs Tappan) and with your new friends, that is, those who heartily thank you for verses. I am afraid that Madame Bodichon, whom I saw, forgot on her return to advise you to come to America; and I am afraid if she did, that you have forgotten it. It is only [page break] when you English are just out of Oxford, that there is any plasticity in you. Any colors must be laid fast on surfaces that harden so quickly. We would have made a great man of you by the immensity of demand in the vacant country; whilst, in London, you will proudly say, see the crowd of competitors, what need of my straining myself? Are there not enough already? Charge Mrs Clough, whom I wish I knew, not to let you slumber nor sleep. Yours affectionately, R. W. Emerson [page break] [address on envelope] A H. Clough, Esq. Downing Street. London.
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